I got up from the coffin and was taken back to the nest by the dragon

"What do you want to ask me?" Rommel smiled, crossing his fingers on his abdomen, the muscular man looked gentle and elegant.

"No, it depends on what you are willing to tell me." Ji Xiaqing turned the pen with his fingers, looked at the big man in front of him, "What can you tell me?"

"Do not tell a lie."

Rommel was taken aback, "This is rather strange."

He thought for a while and said softly, "I did participate in the case of Lao Gu's disappearance, but I can only tell you that I have no hostility towards him."

Ji Xiaqing stared at him, raising his eyebrows slightly.

Rommel was silent.

"No more?" His Majesty Qingdi sneered, "It seems that there are quite a lot of things that cannot be said."

Rommel smiled, turned his head and looked out the door, as if he could see the helpless and nervous little guy outside through the thick door panel, "So you don't let Xiaobai in? At first you thought there would be an answer?"

"She is really close to senior brother." There was a trace of guilt in his eyes.

"At first I thought it was about killing brothers and teachers." Ji Xiaqing frowned and wrote a few words on the paper.

Guderian: Missing, should not be dead.

Rommel: Motive?

Rommel turned to look at her, "Is there anything else you want to ask?"

Ji Xiaqing raised his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the big man in front of him, "What about your relationship with Guderian?"

"Very good," Rommel replied without hesitation, "you can entrust life and death."

Ji Xiaqing's temples twitched and his head hurt.

What she thought she had understood at first seemed to be confusing again.

"Don't ask these questions anymore," Ji Xiaqing quickly folded the paper to prevent Taiyi, who was peeping secretly, from watching, "tell me about your tower master."

"What's wrong, teacher?" Rommel relaxed, even poured himself a cup of tea, and took a sip slowly.

"What's so good about that broken tea?" Ji Xiaqing glanced at him and shook his head speechlessly. "In my judgment, you should be against this matter."

The corner of Rommel's mouth twitched slightly for a while, and he used the teacup to cover the smile on his lips, pretending not to know, "What's the matter?"

His Majesty Qingdi opened his mouth, and then his face slowly turned red.

Damn.

Unable to speak.

"It's just..." She carefully considered her words, "Didn't you object to the important turning point of Xiaobai's future Longsheng experience at the beginning?"

Rommel played dumb, "You said coming of age ceremony? What is there to object to?"

His Majesty Qingdi silently picked up a pen, unscrewed the ink bag, and aimed at Rommel's pink bow tie.

Rommel silently took a step back, covered his little bow tie, and shook his head helplessly, "I can't take a joke at all." He curled his lips, "I originally went to the teacher to complain, but the old guy said, absolutely I will not interfere in the affairs between you, and we are not allowed to intervene."

"why?"

Rommel sighed, "He said: 'The past is irreversible and the future is meaningless.'"

"What do you mean?" Ji Xiaqing felt an inexplicable fear of these words.

He shook his head, "I guess what he means is: since you already like each other, he can't stop it."

"If I had known, I should have watched you in person, and I shouldn't have handed you over to Xiaobai." He waved his fist at Ji Xiaqing in protest, and returned to his usual vulgar image.

Ji Xiaqing's hand knocking on the table paused suddenly, thoughtfully, and suddenly asked, "The tower master will never interfere in anything between me and Su Bai?"

Rommel was choked up, thinking she was pretending to be stupid to pay back to him, he gave her a hard look, and muttered, "If you really like it, don't hang on to Xiaobai all the time."

He was silent for a while, "That child is already very insecure."

Ji Xiaqing knew that he would be wrong, but he didn't explain, watching the big man stand up, straighten his bow tie, step away, and open the study door.

Xiaolong, who was leaning against the door, suddenly turned around, looking at Ji Xiaqing who was sitting upright in the study, with complicated and deep emotions in his eyes.

But a smile soon appeared on her face, she pushed away Rommel who was in the way with disgust, and opened her arms to jump into Ji Xiaqing's arms.

His Majesty Qingdi left the stool silently, stood up, and caught the dragon.

Su Bai was obviously much happier, the darkness in his eyes dissipated, and he rubbed her face.

Rommel covered his head, walked over angrily, and pulled the two of them away, "Okay, come with me to get your gift."

Su Bai was taken aback, "Isn't it just a piece of clothing?"

She thought it was inconvenient for Manstein's dragon body to come inside the Tower of Babel, so she asked Rommel, "You should take it out."

Rommel nodded, but with pride on his face, "Of course, but we have to go to the takeoff area."

Ji Xiaqing finally knew where the ominous premonition came from.

"The clothes for the dragon body?" She exclaimed.

"If it's just a human, why would it cost eight thousand? There is no luxury consumption in the Tower of Babel."

A look of resistance appeared on Su Bai's face.

Ji Xiaqing was a little absent-she remembered the conversation she had with Manstein a few days ago.

"Pink and fluffy, there should be nothing wrong with it."

She covered her head tightly.

Su Bai looked at Rommel hesitantly, and then at her, "Master, where are we going?"

Ji Xiaqing covered his face with one hand, and frantically waved his other hand to express his refusal, "I still have something to do, you go."

Xiaolong became more and more nervous, and looked at Rommel uneasily.

Rommel patted his chest and promised, "Don't worry, Manstein and I will not harm you."

"Master~" Su Bai looked at her again with an aggrieved expression.

Ji Xiaqing pondered for a while, thinking of what Rommel said just now—give Xiaobai a little more sense of security.

She nodded, "Okay, but I have to wait, there is indeed something, I won't lie to you."

Xiaolong carefully looked into her eyes, from which he could only see sincerity.

"Then I'll wait for you to finish?" She tugged on Ji Xia Qing's sleeve.

His Majesty Qingdi shook his head resolutely, "I have something to discuss with Taiyi."

"I'm not fit to listen?" Su Bai asked softly.

Ji Xiaqing was silent for a while, looked at Rommel frowning behind Xiaolong and shook his head frantically, and sighed in his heart.

"Yes, you are not suitable."

Su Bai showed her a perfect smile, took a few steps back, and waved his hands lively, "Then I'll go first, waiting for your master!"

Ji Xiaqing felt a little sad in his heart, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only nod his head.

Xiaobai went out the door in a bouncing manner first, but the bouncing back looked unhappy.

Rommel followed her, turned his head, and said softly: "I like the little guy very much."

"If one day, you let her down, even if the tower master blocks it, I will fight you hard."

The door slammed shut, Ji Xiaqing silently stared at the empty door, turned around, walked into the study, and called softly: "Taiyi."

A blue figure appeared beside her.

"Did Rommel lie just now?" She knocked on the table and stared at the figure in front of her.

Taiyi shook his head expressionlessly.

"Don't know or don't?"

"It depends on how you understand it."

His Majesty Qingdi gritted his teeth, "I hate people who play word games with me the most."

Taiyi bowed honestly to express his apology.

Ji Xiaqing frowned, looked at the folded paper on the table, was silent for half a cup of tea, and suddenly said, "If I prevent you from monitoring my next thoughts and records, what will you do?"

Taeil said quite sincerely, "I will disappear from your sight and continue to monitor."

Ji Xiaqing shook his head, stood up, walked to the door, and shouted: "Fite!"

Feite poked out the head of the small camera and deftly opened up the data vacuum.

Taiyi sighed helplessly and disappeared into the air.

There's a data vacuum, and she really can't monitor it.

Ji Xiaqing silently leaned against the door panel, unfolded the paper, took out his small notebook, and turned the small camera aside to prevent it from peeking.

Guderian's disappearance is very strange. According to her speculation, someone must have intervened in this incident.

The number one heir was missing, so she naturally suspected that the biggest beneficiary was Rommel, and she checked the information through the B-level authority, and indeed found that Rommel was also in the dark during the time when Guderian disappeared. Exploration missions.

Been missing for a while.

However, this dragon was particularly sincere just now.

"Guderian is not dead," Ji Xiaqing said softly, "Rommel cooperated with his disappearance plan."

If Rommel was not lying, this is the most reasonable explanation.

"why?"

Ji Xiaqing quickly wrote something, "The motive is not clear."

She was silent for a while, drew out an arrow, and wrote a few words.

The truth about the Tower of Babel.

That huge conspiracy hidden in the dark.

"The question now is, does the tower owner know about Rommel and Manstein's plan?" She put a question mark next to it.

If they knew, then the three masters and apprentices had done something without telling Manstein and Su Bai; if they didn't know...that would be even more interesting.

"I haven't seen Guderian either," she muttered to herself, "is he born rebellious?"

There is a small problem.

She turned over a new page and wrote a few words on each side.

On the left is the fifth master, and on the right is the old man, the teacher of the four apprentices.

"Which one is the real pagoda master?" Ji Xiaqing pressed his painful temple, pondered for a while, and drew a connecting symbol on the two names, "The fifth one is hiding behind the old man."

"But," she clicked on the old man's name, "what is the meaning of your existence? Why is it unnecessary?"

If the Fifth Commander has complete control over the Tower of Babel, why introduce a puppet?

Either, he has not fully grasped it; or, he dare not stand in front of the stage.

"Also, why won't you meddle in the affairs between me and Xiaolong?" Ji Xiaqing shook his head.

If she were an old man, and her lover was with someone of unknown background, and her love was deeply rooted, she would definitely be angry, not to mention beating mandarin ducks, there would definitely be proper staring and dissuasion.

That old man seemed to be too tolerant.

"The past cannot be traced, and the future is meaningless?" Her eyebrows were twisted into two small knots, "What does this mean?"

"I will never interfere. Does it mean the relationship between Xiaobai and me... or something else?" This is also the question that Rommel would misunderstand.

Ji Xiaqing pinched the base of her nose, raised her head and thought for a while, then opened a new page of the notebook and wrote down Rommel's name.

"Scholar? Or martial artist?" She muttered to herself, "Loyal? Or rebellious?"

She smiled wryly and shook her head.

Her head hurts so much, I really hope that someone can help her find a way and discuss it together.

Su Bai?

Subconsciously, the name of this traitor who was used to committing crimes flashed across her mind.

His Majesty Qingdi hesitated for a while, but still shook his head, throwing the name out of his mind.

She didn't want the little guy to be sad, and she didn't want her to be involved in these dark and dirty things.

The same is true of Rommel's attitude.

Fifth attachment, fifth attachment, what kind of world have you left for me?

Also, the god who has no sense of existence but is believed in.

She looked at the night outside the window, put the notebook in her arms, and tapped Fit, "Put the data away in a vacuum."

Fate obediently did so, the small camera turned around furtively, and stretched out to look at her, "What were you thinking just now? Fate thinks you seem to have a headache."

Ji Xiaqing smiled, stretched out his hand to touch the head of the small camera, his thoughts changed, and he said with a smile, "Why do you always mistake Rommel?"

She almost forgot that there was a "robot involved" here, and she had also witnessed the strange incident of Guderian's disappearance.

Feite flicked the small camera angrily, like a lion dancer, nagging, "Fate was buried in the soil from the beginning, and when he finally poked his head, he saw a person back."

The little robot was silent for a while, "It looks like Rommel."

It whispered softly, "Feite will always review that data unconsciously, it's almost like a dream."

Ji Xiaqing laughed, "You still know about dreams?"

She suddenly thought of something and stood up excitedly, "Can your data still be converted into a video? The whole process of that exploration?"

Feite clicked on the small camera ignorantly, "Yes."

Ji Xiaqing stretched out the terminal and motioned for Fite to connect to the port, "Let me see."

Soon, a piece of video material appeared on the terminal.

Ji Xiaqing knocked Fette expressionlessly, "Turn on the data vacuum."

She saw Guderian for the first time from Feite's perspective, Xiaolong's senior brother.

Fire dragons generally have an extremely violent temper, but Guderian saw a touch of calmness.

It is like the refined temperament of Rommel.

Ji Xiaqing adjusted the progress bar and quickly saw when the incident happened.

The sudden eruption of extremely strange darkness enveloped all the dragons of the exploration team. A huge force hit Feite beside Guderian, and then exploded, burying Feite into the soil.

Then there was a long period of darkness, noisy and angry voices came, accompanied by loud noises one after another.

"That attack directly damaged Feite's identification system. At that time, Feite wanted to help people outside, but he couldn't do it at all." Feite explained from the side.

Ji Xiaqing joked, "Use your fifty electronic grenades and a can of strong acid?"

Feite's voice was always aggrieved, "At that time, Feite still had a lot of offensive weapons!"

After a long time, the picture finally changed.

"This is Fite's automatic repair system, which finally managed to repair the recognition system, at least it works, so Fite looked outside."

Ji Xiaqing held his breath and looked at the small camera on the side.

Feite only took a picture of his back.

The two-meter tall man whose back profile resembled Rommel's was completely dressed in a strange silver-white clothing. He thrust the knife in his hand into the eyes of the giant dragon in front of him, sparking countless sparks.

The huge fire dragon was bruised and bruised all over its body, and its terminal had been damaged long ago. It was unable to cast spells at all. With a long cry of pain, it turned around and fled into the darkness.

The big man also followed into the extremely dark, as if he was chasing and killing him.

"No wonder you admit your mistake." Ji Xiaqing was silent for a while, "If it were me, I would also think it was Rommel."

The little camera shook his head vigorously, "It can't be the junior brother, it's Fei Te who is always there... Well, according to them, he is always having nightmares."

Ji Xiaqing raised his eyebrows, "Are you so sure?"

"Little brother, I adore my master."

Hearing this, Ji Xiaqing was lost in thought, then turned his head and looked at the figure that looked exactly like Rommel.

"What is this?" She suddenly pointed to a part of the screen.

A brass ring was buried in the soil.

"Ah, a ring commanding an organized war robot. Fite is an independent war robot under the jurisdiction of the master. This army of war robots that can be commanded into an organization." Fite glanced at it and answered honestly, "But I I heard that the one found on the battlefield was damaged."

Ji Xiaqing raised his eyebrows slightly, "Who can hold this kind of ring?"

She hadn't seen it with Rommel and Manstein, and it was even more impossible for Xiaolong.

Feite recalled, "Generally speaking, only the tower owner can have it."

"Generally speaking?" Ji Xiaqing questioned.

"Well, the master was a sure successor at the time, maybe the tower master will give the master one?"

"What about the war robots that this ring can command? All battle damage?" Ji Xiaqing asked.

"Correct."

"Wow," His Majesty Qingdi smiled, "it's getting more and more interesting."

She stood up silently, touching the small camera in admiration, "Fite, that's really good."

The little camera twisted happily.

Ji Xiaqing was thinking, tapping on the door panel with his fingers.

Suddenly a message came from the terminal, she was taken aback, she clicked on it, it was from Xiaolong, and the note she gave to Xiaolong was still his name.

宿白：【呜呜呜呜呜师尊救命！you come quickly! 】

Before she could reply, new news came again.

Su Bai: [Forget it, master, you should not come here, no, you must not come here! 】

Ji Xiaqing's right eyelid twitched when he saw the two contradictory messages.

Knowing that Xiaobai should not be in any danger in the Tower of Babel, she still couldn't hold back and quickly sent a message to Rommel.

No. [-] Qing: [Xiaobai is by your side? 】

Rommel took out the terminal, looked at the little black dragon in the distance who was holding down his belly and crying, and moved his fingers slightly.

Rommel: [Yes, what's wrong? 】

Ji Xiaqing thought for a while, [Where are you, I'll come and see. 】

[The take-off field, do you know where it is?I share the location with you. 】

【Know. 】

The little black dragon's red eyes looked moist, and it kicked the big white dragon's body vigorously with its paws, roaring loudly, "Manstein! Put me up! You bastard!"

For the first time, she felt so happy that Master refused to accompany her.

If Master sees him like this——Su Bai thinks she won't like him anymore.

The big white dragon twisted its slender neck, and continued to press its claws calmly, letting the little black dragon's short legs flutter in the air, ignoring her.

Rommel approached and looked at the two dragons who were fighting, with a smile on his face, "Human said she will come over as soon as she finishes her work."

The little black dragon turned his head in an instant, with a murderous intent in his red eyes, "Rommel! I'm going to bite you to death!"

The big man straightened his pink bow tie, walked away with his hands behind his back.

The big white dragon looked at the dragon on the ground and muttered, "How beautiful, you don't know beauty."

Su Bai's limbs trembled, and he gave up struggling.

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Ji Xiaqing didn't come too fast - although the Tower of Babel is not too big, the take-off area is located at the very edge.

Except for the special approval, such as the flying shuttle that came from the last emergency convening team to explore, high-altitude and high-speed flight is prohibited inside the Tower of Babel.

Yesterday she had Taiyi by her side, that was another matter.

So this time, His Majesty the Qing Emperor could only honestly come over on the levitation train.

As soon as she walked into the take-off area where there were almost no dragons, she saw a big white dragon glowing in the dark from a long distance. With rapid footwork, she moved in front of him and said with a smile, "Why are there no dragons? Your Tower of Babel Are night flights not allowed?"

Manstein smiled, "Of course not, but there are not many dragons in the first place, so Rommel and I cleared the field."

Ji Xiaqing nodded, "Where's Xiaobai?"

The other front paw of the big white dragon pointed to the dragon being held down by him.

Ji Xiaqing was startled, and moved his gaze down.

She really didn't recognize that it was the little black dragon just now.

After all, what is this pink fluffy thing? !

Ji Xiaqing's lips began to tremble, feeling that he would pass over at any moment.

Xiaolong hugged his tail and stuffed his head into the dragon's wings, not daring to look at the woman in front of him.

Manstein was still proud, "Hey, didn't I ask you?"

"You are right to say that girls choose pink, and Rommel also strongly supports pink, so I decided on this color as the main color. Didn't you say that you still like fluffy? I specially customized this fluffy touch .”

Su Bai's body shook.

Master also participated in the design?

She began to think carefully about what emotion would be better to show.

Don't cry too hard.

Manstein swung his tail over and showed Ji Xiaqing bit by bit, "Here, the back has long hair and fluff. It will be very comfortable for you to touch."

Ji Xiaqing turned his gaze and saw a large group of fluff fluttering in the wind.

When it hangs down, it looks like a beautiful, docile... tender pink long-haired cat.

"I chose short hair for the abdomen, which keeps warm and looks good." The white dragon's tail pointed to the dragon's abdomen, "In order to distinguish it from the back, I not only took great pains to choose from hundreds of pinks, but also created a gradient feeling so as not to The color is too monotonous."

So you're a dead Barbie fan?

His Majesty Qingdi began to take a deep breath.

"Then the dragon tail, dragon wings, and dragon claws. This piece is more difficult. You can't use that kind of fluff and soft fur. After all, you still have to fly and fight. I refer to birds and make feathers and add sequins. "

His Majesty Qingdi looked at the dragon's wings and tail, which looked like a colorful rooster, and began to pinch himself.

"The dragon's head is also very tricky. We finally decided not to make any other changes, just bring a small decoration." The big white dragon looked back and pulled out the black dragon's head hidden in the dragon's wings, and showed it to Ji Xiaqing Look, "Dangdang, this one was chosen by Rommel. He said, 'Xiaobai likes Qingdi the most. Qingdi invented the custom of lion dance, so let's bring a lion's head.'"

Ji Xiaqing looked at the little black dragon who closed his eyes tightly and didn't dare to look at him, and took a deep breath.

What about her beautiful, smooth scales?

What about her hideous, terrifying bone spurs?

She is a cold-blooded animal lover!

What a mess is this in front of you!Is it a pink color block aggregate lion cat with chicken wings inserted!

She raised her head sullenly, and looked at Manstein who was wagging his tail happily and asking for credit.

"By the way, there are more!" Manstein proudly showed her.

"And!?" His Majesty Qingdi's voice was on the verge of collapse, "You won't add something like a light show, will you?"

Manstein stared blankly, "No?"

Then he fell into deep thought, "It's actually a good idea."

"Stop!" Ji Xiaqing let out a long sigh of relief, "I don't think it's a good idea."

She smiled and looked at Manstein, "Tell me, what else is there to design? I can hold it."

Manstein signaled her to come closer with his dragon tail, and lifted the fluff, "Here, look."

Ji Xiaqing took a closer look.

Nothing was seen.

Manstein's paws slapped the ground in dissatisfaction, "Look carefully!"

His Majesty Qingdi widened his eyes and finally noticed something strange.

"The fluff... in bundles?" She raised her head hesitantly.

"Yes!" Manstein nodded happily, "It could have been done ten days ago, but I saw that these messy fluffs with inconsistent directions were not good, so I tied them together in bundles of one hundred. , and then after careful combing, the shape was fixed."

He held the belly of the dragon with his paws, and lifted the dragon up, "Look, this is very beautiful."

Ji Xiaqing's lips trembled.

"You've ruined the last of my goodwill about this thing."

Even the tactile feeling of plush love is gone!

Sure enough, Manstein's obsessive-compulsive disorder should not be underestimated!

Su Bai opened his right eye a little, carefully looked at Master's expression, "Master, what do you think?"

His Majesty Qingdi took half a step back, looked at the proud Dabailong, and the proud Rommel beside him, and took a deep breath.

"Rommel, can you become a dragon?"

Rommel was taken aback, "I can!"

Ji Xiaqing nodded with a smile on his face.

"Su Bai, take it off."

"Got it!"

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When Su Bai finally pulled out his head from that stupid lion's head, Ji Xiaqing took the rope he got from nowhere and hung the two dragons on the edge of the take-off area.

Huanglong's tail drooped, and the big white dragon was still struggling desperately, doing sit-ups in the air, "No. [-] Qing! I consulted your opinion! You obviously said so!"

Ji Xiaqing remained expressionless, floating in mid-air, and tapped Manstein's dragon head, "I didn't know you were custom-made clothes for the dragon body, and I didn't know you couldn't make all-inclusive clothes."

Manstein bared his teeth aggrievedly.

Ji Xiaqing raised his head, looked at the big pink thing not far away, and took another deep breath, "This thing costs eight thousand? Return!"

"I can't refund it anymore, and it's more than this price." Huang Long next to him felt that he had a cerebral hemorrhage, and began to do sit-ups, "Those are just appearances, but they are actually a piece of armor with first-class protection."

Ji Xiaqing was taken aback, then walked over and reached out to tap the plush on the ground.

Sure enough, the inside was hard.

She turned her head, "If you cut off the shell, what would it look like inside?"

Huanglong did a sit-up, raised his head and looked at the two people, "It's a layer of pure black metal that can grow, except for the head that doesn't cover the rest of the place. It's really expensive because it's here."

Ji Xiaqing pondered for a while, then suddenly raised his head, "Manstein! Do you like this shell?"

Dabailong snorted coldly, "Of course I like it!"

Ji Xiaqing said lightly, "Peel off the outer layer and give it to you, and give the inner layer to Xiaobai."

The big yellow dragon quit, and raised its head, "Human! You can't favor one over another! I like this shell too!"

Su Bai nodded extremely perfunctorily, "I've given it to you, I've given it to you!"

Manstein stopped doing it, and slapped Rommel's head vigorously with his dragon wings, "Obviously it was promised to me, why are you grabbing it!"

The big yellow dragon was beaten suddenly, he stretched his head angrily, and yelled in the big white dragon's ear, "What's the matter! I also paid for it! Why should I give it to you!"

Ji Xiaqing pressed the bulging blue veins, gritted his teeth, "Shut up!"

The two dragons flicked, hung on obediently, and glared at each other.

"One, three, five, Manstein, two, four, six, Rommel, Manstein is usually a dragon body, and it takes a little longer, so give it to him on Sunday, and that's it!" His Majesty Qingdi made a final decision.

Can! "The two dragons agreed in unison, and Manstein then said, with a bit of guilt in his voice, "Then shall I prepare another gift?" "

Ji Xiaqing shook his head, "No need."

"But my best design, Xiaobai, doesn't wear it." Manstein sighed, "How about I design another one?"

"No need, as long as you feel it." This time it was their turn to speak in unison.

The two looked at each other and smiled tacitly.

His Majesty Qingdi looked at Xiaolong beside him, and whispered in her heart.

【The two of them, do they really think this thing looks good? 】

Su Bai nodded expressionlessly, [Yes. 】

Ji Xiaqing pinched the center of her eyebrows, feeling that the two dragons in front of her were playing dumb.

Aesthetics...it can't be so bad!

"Manstein, why can you have one more day." Big Yellow Dragon's voice was sour.

"Oh, you're jealous."

Ji Xiaqing slapped his head.

Might really be an aesthetic issue.

After a while, Ji Xiaqing followed the hanging Manstein's instructions, removed the outermost fluffy pink shell, and put the inner metal lining on Su Bai.

The original dragon was black, but now the dragon is so black that it blends into the night. Only those two lantern-like red eyes can tell where the dragon is.

Ji Xiaqing cast a small spell, and it was as bright as day in an instant.

Under the strong light, Xiaolong landed on his hind feet and stretched out his dragon wings for Ji Xiaqing with a flap.

His Majesty Qingdi folded his arms against the wall, raised his chin slightly, "Turn around."

The little black dragon turned around.

Ji Xiaqing had a smile on his face. The cold-blooded animal lovers are very satisfied with this exoskeleton-like thing that is not scales but scales.

She walked over and held out her hand.

The black dragon lowered his head obediently, allowing Ji Xiaqing to stroke her head, even rub against her palm, his ferocious dragon face was docile and intimate.

Manstein patted Dragon Wing, slapped Rommel, and muttered softly, "How's the relationship between the two?"

Rommel muttered full of emotion, "Maybe we will have a wedding soon after Xiaobai's coming-of-age ceremony?"

Manstein nodded in satisfaction, and looked at the dragon and man in the distance, "I think it's a good match. Besides, even if human beings do bad things in the future, they will think about Xiaobai first."

Big Yellow Dragon's voice was somewhat melancholy, "If you're afraid, you're afraid, this human being is not this kind of person."

Ji Xiaqing looked at the familiar dragon's head, a little absent-minded.

It's beautiful, just like the one in memory.

Bah, don't think so.

But Xiaolong saw her in a trance for a moment, laying on all fours and lying down, with the dragon's head on the ground, just looking at Ji Xiaqing.

Her heart was pounding, and she finally couldn't help asking, "Remember your old friend again?"

Ji Xiaqing was taken aback for a moment, nodded, and then hurriedly explained, "You really do look alike, I'm not mistaken, so I'm just feeling emotional for a while."

The dragon head rubbed against her docilely, "Well, I know."

The lantern-sized red dragon eyes stared at her, the dragon claws stretched out silently, and retracted the sharp nails.

His Majesty Qingdi was taken aback again.

The black dragon grinned dissatisfiedly, "hand in hand."

The big yellow dragon and the big white dragon looked at the human not far away, putting their hands in the dragon's claws, and the big yellow dragon sighed suddenly.

"Look, Xiaobai was eaten to death by that human being."

He was keenly aware that the black dragon was not very happy.

The tail is wagging not so fast.

Ji Xiaqing sat down beside the dragon, touched her dragon face, and squeezed her paw, "The coming-of-age ceremony is three days later? Is it the dragon's body?"

Su Bai shook his head, "No."

"Those two stupid dragons said they want you to wear it for a day?" Ji Xiaqing pouted, pointing to the pink plush beside him.

"It's just necessary for one link." Su Bai wagged his tail, with some curiosity and some apprehension in his eyes, "Master, where is the gift you gave me?"

Ji Xiaqing blushed again, coughed a few times, "We'll talk about it when you're an adult."

Long pouted, his head drooping on the ground.

"Then let's go back. Do we have to take this thing off or just put it on the dragon's body?"

"Just wear it on the dragon body, just like wearing clothes on a human figure."

Xiaolong, who changed into a human form, held Ji Xiaqing's hand carefully.

His Majesty Qingdi snorted, and struggled for a while, seeing that Xiaolong's hands were clamped tightly, he gave up.

The two walked away, the big white dragon stretched out its neck, and shouted aggrievedly, "Aren't you going to let us go first?"

Ji Xiaqing waved his hands behind him, "You guys figure out a way for yourself!"

When the two were gone, the two hanging dragons cheered at the same time, broke free from the rope, and flew in the sky. The huge dragon eyes stared at the two people on the ground.

"It's good," Manstein said with envy in his voice, "it's good to like each other."

Big Yellow Dragon sighed, worried, "Second Senior Brother, you..."

You still have more eyes than usual.

Dabailong turned his head to look at him, "What's wrong with me?"

Rommel shook his head, "Nothing."

The big white dragon muttered, "It's weird," he swooped down, put the pink fluff on the ground into his storage tool, and then flew away with a flap of his wings, "I'm back!"

Rommel circled a few more times in the air, landed, and turned into a human form.

When he was alone, there was that rare elegance in his eyebrows and eyes.

"Xiaobai, be careful." He sighed, then gritted his teeth, "Manstein is one day older than me! Hmph!"

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When the two returned home, it was past midnight. Ji Xiaqing slept for a day to restore his injured soul. In fact, he just woke up and was still full of energy, but Xiaolong was already yawning one after another.

Ji Xiaqing rubbed Su Bai's soft hair, and said in a warm voice, "Go to sleep first, I can't sleep, so stay later."

Su Bai nodded hesitantly, walked into the room after washing, and fell down on the bed.

Ji Xiaqing walked into the study and knocked on the table.

Unknowingly, in thinking, more than half an hour has passed.

His Majesty Qingdi shook his head: Maybe Rommel is not as cunning as he imagined.

Any pretense that can deceive oneself is considered half-truth and half-false.

For example, Xiaobai pretended to be a silly and sweet image before, because she also has a more or less cheerful personality, and she is indeed a bit silly when she laughs.

And Rommel, the kind of elegant temperament that has always been hidden, does not seem to conflict with his own occasional brain problems (in terms of aesthetics).

"You can't think too extreme about people," Ji Xiaqing muttered to himself, "I have to find clues again."

That brass ring.

She touched her chin, "The brass ring...ask the old man directly?"

Suddenly there was a knock on the door in the study, and Su Bai came in yawning sleepily, "Master, it's almost two o'clock, and you have something to do tomorrow, why don't you come in early?"